Chapter 3637
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Old Master Dugu said indifferently, "That's why she has to die. It doesn't make sense if she doesn't."
Master Dugu smiled when he heard that.
Feng Wu was finally going to die.
She had gone from a Level 8 Spiritual King to a Level 3 Spiritual Kingdom. What kind of genius was she? Even Jun Linyuan hadn't done that before.
She had to die.
Master Dugu heaved a sigh of relief.
However, Emperor Wu's pupils contracted. He couldn't bear to see his daughter-in-law die.
But no one could save her.
No one could save her …
No, there was probably no one in this world who could save her.
Feng Wu looked up and saw the sea of lightning crackling in the sky. Purple electric arcs flickered and crackled.
Drip, drip, drip ~
The electric arcs began to fall in the form of raindrops.
Whoosh!
The sea of lightning struck Feng Wu!
It was finally here.
Taking a deep breath, Little Phoenix said loudly, "I'll teach you the Thunder God Incantation. Remember, follow the incantation and guide the electric arcs into your body. You … Just remember, no matter how painful it is, you have to hold on!"
"Alright." Feng Wu nodded.
"The way of the Thunder God is like drawing a bow! The superior restrain it and the inferior lift it up … "
The Thunder God Incantation was the most powerful incantation in the world. Little Phoenix didn't know about it at first, but just then, it heard the incantation, as if someone had pointed it in its head.
It recalled watching Master Mu use the Thunder God Incantation all those years ago.
Sizzle!
The electric arcs kept falling and Feng Wu felt the pain. Gritting her teeth, she urged Little Phoenix, "Go on!"
Little Phoenix continued to recite the incantation to Feng Wu.
It communicated through Feng Wu's brainwaves, so no one else knew what was going on.
All they saw was Feng Wu buried in the lightning.
"Feng Wu is dead." Staring at the spot on the roof where Feng Wu could no longer be seen, Wen Bukong murmured to himself.
Master Hua was elated. "Are you sure she's dead?"
Zuo Ming stared at Wen Bukong in delight as well.
The surging thunderstorm from before had actually not killed them. At this moment, their bodies were scorched black, but they were still breathing. However, their bodies could not move.
One of Words Bukong's arms had been blown off. His entire body was badly mutilated and emitted the smell of burnt flesh.
His eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty coldness.
"Don't you remember? When we were hit by the thunderstorm just now, the level of the thunderstorm was lower than Feng Wu's, but look at us now! Turn around and look. "
Almost all the Ling Kingdom realm cultivators were paralyzed on the ground, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
"Feng Wu is far weaker than us. How could she be fine? I'm afraid that even her bones have been burnt black. "
"What a shame, what a shame …" Words Bukong shook his head slowly. "He was so talented. He was the only one who could compete with Jun Linyuan, but he died just like that …"
A look of awe appeared on Words Bukong's face.
Before, he had thought that Feng Wu was just an ordinary girl. Only when he saw her make four or five breakthroughs in a row did he realize what it meant to be a genius.
"We killed a genius who was as talented as Jun Linyuan. We'll be able to brag about it for the rest of our lives." Wen Bukong smiled bitterly.
Daoist Blackwhite said indifferently, "You've forced more than forty of us to fall?"
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